She eased down, felthim there, raised up high and came down firmly. As shedid so, the edges of his clenched forefinger and thumbcaught the soft, hairy... moisture. He meant it as a signalfor her not to crash down on him, but it turned out tobe so novel that new sensations announced themselvesthat he had not anticipated. For instance, when she rose, he vigorously rubbed hisglans against her outer lips and hair, the scratchysensation stimulated him even more. Then, as she sliddown, he said,. Not this year, and maybe not even the next one. She noticed it immediately, and looked at me as though I had hurt her, which was probably exactly what I'd just done. I forced a smile and took her hands in mine."Lindsay, I'm sorry. You did nothing wrong. It seems, though, that I'm still sensitive in more ways than I'd like to be."The tension that had been apparent in her face slowly disappeared and then she sighed."I know ... or I should have known. After all, you probably know I have been. My wife is having some friends over." Oh, really? Is it a fancy dress party or a drag party?" No, just a celebration of my wife's promotion. She is having somefriends over and I'll be serving drinks." Oh. So what will you be wearing? YOu see, I usually try to tailor thestyle to the clothes, but I've never done an up-do on a man's hairbefore." Um, well, I'll be wearing a maid uniform with petticoat and pearls." Oh, I see! This is going to be fun." She seemed to be very intriguedwith the idea. She screamed and fell on me and I got the signal that she was through with her climax. But for me, it was a long way to go. I asked her to untie me and she did so. I started ramming her in doggy.As she was tired, she was unable to continue with her knees and palms. She lied on the bed and I again put my tool inside her from the back side. After continuing for quite some time I unloaded.Thereafter, we cleaned ourself. While in bed, while talking to her, I came to know that both these girls were.